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Mags, Winners, Magdawinners, Magdalooney

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-pound cat-deaf

November 11th 1989

Tabby and White

Getting what she wants, when she wants it

Not getting what she wants, when she wants it

Favorite Toy:
string being waved in her face

Favorite Nap Spot:
Parent's bed

Favorite Food:
Butter, but she isn't allowed to eat it and must steal it when we're busy

Butter stealing, patheticness, expanding adorable eyes, hunting, and glaring

indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Mom was at the pound to adopt a cat, and Magdalene was tiny (probably too tiny to be away from her mother, but her mother wasn't there) and meowed and mom couldn't bear to leave her there. Dad could hold her in one hand, but now she needs an arm or two, although she's still pretty little. Weight's an approximation, she feels feather light but she's a nice size.

She vanished last year, she was 17. The quote in her pet motto is from a Tamora Pierce book, the cat goddess says it to Daine.

Forums Motto:
Don't just stand there, pet me!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Whistleblower Exposes Culture of Cruelty at UC at Denver

I've Been On Catster Since:
April 21st 2007 More than 9 years!

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The Records of a Queen

Ah, sweet triumph.

October 3rd 2007 6:37 pm
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I reign victorious over the household as a spoiled queen cat should. That's right: My humans have found me good food. I have no clue what it's called, but it's all tuna flavored... I'm gaining weight, which is very good as I am just too skinny right now, in my opinion.


A Return To The Present: The Neighbors.

August 28th 2007 1:06 pm
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So the humans left on vacation, which was annoyingg. And I wandered around to see what's up, and lo and behold some neighbors are outside.

The children pet me, I purr, and I hang out there for a while until the humans return home.

I go to the neighbors again and again, they start feeding me hamburger and stuff. So maybe I don't come home for a few days, and Amy starts getting worried.

Just becuase I'm 17 dosen't mean that if I leave for a few days I'm dead.


So the neighbors tell the humans that I'm over, and I'm carried home, and I'm rather annoyed, and inform them that I'm quite healthy, can I leave now.

They seem sad. The big girl human tells me over and over again about how the mom saved me from the pound.

Then they give me tuna as an apology present.

I need to wander off more often. Or maybe not.

My humans were pretty upset.


My Awe Inspiring Younger Days, Part 1

August 9th 2007 12:01 pm
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This will be continued for a while, various stories of my past and how I became the incredible cat I am today.

I began, of course, as a kitten, small, tiny, and stuck in a cage. There were many other kittens also stuck in cages surrounding me, and other animals nearby. Every so often an animal would disappear, some with owners and some to heaven. It was a sad and scary place, but soon I was rescued.

The mom brought me home, which was somewhat of a surprise to the dad, who had not expected the cat that they had discussed getting to arrive this soon. Neverless, I was a very happy tiny thing. There were several rooms in my first real home, and one was outside- a sort of balcony.

Then we moved, which at first annoyed me. Then I saw where we had moved to- a little house in the middle of a huge field.

I could roam around, hunting mice and being a queen. I was getting bigger, now, and spent time being petted indoors and roaming outdoors. There were no cat eating predators around here, and I could roam to my heart's content, being almost a farm cat.

Cats just don't get to do that much in the city. And some have to come inside every night even in the country due to coyotes.

But my life out there was perfect.

Next entry- THE BABY.

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